Three days later, the "old adjustment team" was located in a safe house in the Red Giant Wolf District.

Shang Jianyao stood up and walked towards the cracked full-body mirror in the room.

In the mirror, his hair was brown and his eye sockets were cleverly drawn, which looked quite deep.

His face contour is also more three-dimensional with the modification of foundation and other things.

This made him look like a pure Red River man.

With Jiang Baimian's skillful dress, Shang Jianyao became less handsome, so as not to be watched in the noble room and doubt.

However, his tall figure and masculine temperament retained his original appearance. Anyway, this is not so conspicuous among the aristocratic class of the "First City" and those who advocate force on the surface.

As far as Jiang Baimian knows, a large part of the genetically modified stock solution exported by "Pangu Biology" every year came to the original city and was shared by the nobles.

On the one hand, they promoted the destruction of the old world from taboo experiments, called on everyone to resist unnatural genetic technology, and on the other hand, they quietly improved their genes to prove to the ruled that the nobles are of blood and inheritance, and are the favorites of God.

Therefore, among the aristocratic group of "First City", a large number of people are over 1.80 meters tall, strong, and good-looking.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Shang Jianyao suddenly sighed:

"Why……"

"What's wrong? I don't think I'm handsome enough?" Jiang Baimian teased with a smile.

This is definitely not the reason for Shang Jianyao’s idea… Long Yuehong muttered silently.

Of course, he couldn't think of why Shang Jianyao sighed.

Shang Jianyao withdrew his gaze and looked regretful:

"It's too ordinary. I finally dye my hair once, how can I have only one color?"

"Do you still want to be colorful?" Jiang Baimian said with a laugh.

Shang Jianyao thought about it and said seriously:

"This is too conspicuous, the three primary colors are enough."

Is this also very unique? Long Yuehong complained.

Jiang Baimian ignored Shang Jianyao's complaints and sorted out himself in front of the mirror.

She was very satisfied with her black hair and had not changed her color. Anyway, there were also black hair groups in the Red River race - this was even the mainstream group who established the "Original City", who came from the Axon area.

The owner of the "old tuner group" had eaten in a restaurant near the Ugo Hotel. His hair was as dark as the clay.

Jiang Baimian has just draped his hair off and curled it a little, and then used a pair of contact lenses with beauty effects that the "black shirt party" finally got.

This thing has no degree of degree, it is an antique from the old world. Although the packaging is still intact, Jiang Baimian doesn't know if it can be used.

She could only rely on the excellent physique of the "Choose" and followed the process and forcibly wore it on it. Anyway, it would take only two or three hours.

This made her eyes look blue, like the quiet sea under the sun.

Her facial features and facial lines were also treated to make herself more like Axon and not so beautiful.

This time, she will watch the gladiatorial competition as Shang Jianyao's female companion.

"There is only one pair of contact lenses like this. Xiaobai, why don't you and Xiaohong continue to be mortals? But you have to modify the appearance so that you won't be recognized by the 'anti-intellectual' people." Jiang Baimian pulled down his hair and looked at Bai Chen and said, "Anyway, those nobles don't have a few mortals slaves."

Bai Chen was silent for two seconds and said:

"I'd better not go into the arena, so I'll be outside with Lao Ge."

Gnava is a "heavy weapon" and cannot be brought into the arena, let alone the noble private rooms.

Jiang Baimian nodded thoughtfully:

"good."

She didn't ask why.

Then, she smiled at Long Yuehong and said:

"Do you want to dye your hair or keep it like this?"

"Let's do it now." Long Yuehong is still quite resentful of hair dyeing.

There is no one dyeing his hair inside the "Pangu Biology"!

"Okay, sit down, I'll help you with your nose, fix your eyebrows, draw eyeliner, and make you look like another person." It was not Jiang Baimian who spoke, but Shang Jianyao.

He imitated Jiang Baimian's tone, as if he had already mastered the corresponding technology just now.

Of course, Long Yuehong didn't dare to do his experimental subjects. She took a step back and muttered:

"I'm afraid you'll paint me as a woman."

Like a flower!

Shang Jianyao smiled:

“Isn’t this a good thing?

"Perfect disguise!"

"Sit down, I'll do it." Jiang Baimian glared away Shang Jianyao and said with a smile. "Actually, the best technology in this area is Lao Ge. As long as he obtains the corresponding data, he can immediately become a makeup master. My auxiliary chip is not that strong, and he is not as good as an intelligent person in terms of control."

Gnava moved the metal-cast neck:

"From the perspective of height, body shape, and facial features, Xiaohong wants to disguise herself as a Honghe noble, and feminization is a better direction."

Although he knew that Lao Ge was telling the truth and just didn't understand the worldly ways, Long Yuehong still felt like a mouthful of old blood surged into her throat.

He breathed:

"I am a subservient of the dirt."

Jiang Baimian held back his smile and began to put on makeup.

During this process, Long Yuehong asked in confusion:

"Team leader, why did you ask Shang Jianyao to play a noble? He can also be a slave to the dirt."

It is common for the female nobles of the Honghe River to raise tall and large grey-dirty slaves in the "First City".

Long Yuehong was not jealous of Shang Jianyao, but he felt that Shang Jianyao's mind was always thrusting, and he might find something wrong when he greeted others in the noble room.

"That's too conspicuous." Jiang Baimian replied while busy, "The primary need this time is to be low-key and not attract attention. Besides, if there is really a chance, as a noble, he can talk to his goals and play the role of the "reasoning clown".

"Well, and, although after experiencing the chaotic era, the use of firearms and weapons has narrowed the physical gap between men and women. In the so-called upper class society of 'First City', the status of female nobles is not low and there are quite a lot of them, but they are keen on watching gladiators rather than accompanying male friends. There is one of them that everyone should know."

Shang Jianyao smiled beside him and said:

"Actually, Xiaohong can be used as a nobleman and I will be his slaves with you. I am afraid that by then, he will find that he needs to be alone and his calves will tremble."

"How is it possible..." Long Yuehong subconsciously retorted.

He will no longer continue with the topic.

After finishing the disguise, the five members of the "old transfer team" got the right time and set off separately.

This time, Gnava and Bai Chen drove the modified Jeep, Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong got into the newly rented, pretty atmospheric black sedan.

The highest arena is in the Red Giant Wolf District, not far from the Golden Apple District, with fewer buildings around and wide terrain.

After parked the car, Shang Jianyao took a quick step and headed straight to the separate entrance of the noble private room.

Jiang Baimian grabbed him and gave him a "sweet" smile.

Then, she held Shang Jianyao's hand bend and played the role of a female companion conscientiously.

Long Yuehong carried a bag with a pistol, following closely as a servant and bodyguard.

At the entrance, the large and round security personnel checked the ticket first, then looked at Jiang Baimian. Shang saw that Yao's clothes that should not have heavy weapons could not hide, so he politely signaled that they could go in.

Long Yuehong was carefully searched from top to bottom.

The noble box is located at the best viewing angle and distance between the south stand of the Galligraphy. Compared with the surrounding open-air seats, it has a ceiling that shades the sun and rain, a bulletproof glass curtain wall, and a small semi-enclosed transparent room.

Shang Jianyao, Jiang Baimian and Long Yuehong found the small room corresponding to the ticket and sat down respectively.

As soon as his butt was touched by the soft chair, Long Yuehong found that none of the other servants in the nearby small room were sitting, even if they entered with their tickets.

After a moment of stagnation, Long Yuehong forced himself out of position, walked behind Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian, and put on a "professional" attitude.

At this moment, another group of people entered the noble box.

Long Yuehong, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao looked over and saw a familiar face.

General Forcas, who is like a lion!

Why is he here? Long Yuehong was shocked.

…………

Near Antan Street, there is a small shop selling private brewing.

"You are so lucky. You have successfully matched it. The first time you matched it!" Organ businessman Yan Miao led Han Wang into the room and said with a smile, "Maybe as a gray-sized proverb says, good people will be rewarded. Haha, although I am also a gray-sized person, I grew up in the city and didn't really understand the gray-sized culture... "

Han Wanghuo ignored his nagging and asked directly:

"Is it the lady you mentioned last time?"

"Yes, you will see her later." Yan Miao turned into a booth in the corner of the shop and pointed at the opposite side, "Should you wait for about a quarter of an hour."

"I thought you would be very on time." Han Wanghou said calmly.

Aren’t similar black industry transactions accurate to minutes? How can there be a reason to wait for so long?

Yan Miao smiled and said:

"What are you worried about? Even if you meet a sheriff, you should be afraid of the boss here, not us.

"What else can I do if a man and a woman meet with an introducer?"

Han Wanghuo nodded slightly and sat down.
Chapter completed!